Love Grows sing and play along

She ain't got no money, her clothes are kind of funny,

her hair is kind of wild and free.

Oh, but love grows where my Rosemary goes,

and nobody knows like me.

She talks kind of lazy, and people say she's crazy,

her and her life's a mystery.

Oh, but love grows where my Rosemary goes,

and nobody knows like me.

nobody knows like

me. There's something about her hand holding mine.

It's a feeling that's fine, and I just gotta say,

hey, she's really got a magical spell,

and it's working so well that I can't get away.

I'm a lucky fella, and I've just gotta tell her that I love her endlessly,

because love grows where my Rosemary goes,

and nobody knows like

me.

There's something about her hand holding mine.

It's a feeling that's fine, and I've just gotta say,

hey, she's really got a magical spell,

and it's working so well that I can't get away.

I'm a lucky fella and I've just gotta tell her that I love her endlessly.

Because love grows where my Rosemary goes,

and nobody knows like

me.

It keeps going ev'ry place she's been,

and nobody knows like me.

If you've met her you'll never forget her.

Nobody knows like me.